Ch 58 - Your Funeral

SILAS

“And that is?” he questioned.

“You’re asking the wrong person. I’m mated to the strongest she-wolf on the face on the earth and it is her whose permission you need. I don’t mind, but if she’s against it, I’m not doing it,” I explained.

“Really Silas? You’re going to let a woman rule you?” he asked in surprise.

I crossed my arms over my chest. “Oh no, you’re heavily mistaken. Firstly, she’s not just any woman, she’s mywoman. Secondly, her input is vital to the decisions I make now, whether it makes me look weak or not. My strength isn’t determined by whether I am a good mate or not, so if including her makes me look weak, then so be it. I would happily prove my strength.”

“Wise words! You have really grown into quite the young man,” he said proudly. Of all the elders, Nixon is my favourite.<